Pain
Amazing poetry shared.
“Pain is personal,” Dadi once told me,
“It is different for different people”
And now I know what she meant.
Pain is the hollow inside my chest
Aching with each laboured breath,
Pain is the eyes that stay dry
While my mind screams inside,
Pain is the sleeping medication
That I take every night
So I don’t wake up screaming,
Pain is the cold sweats and anxiety attacks
That recur almost everyday,
Pain is the heap of memories
Neatly bundled and ribboned
Locked away in the corner of my heart,
Pain is the shock of
A touch of another skin,
Pain is the bulimia that
Never lets food into my body,
Pain is the days I cross out
On the calendar with a felt-tip pen,
Pain is my existence
And yours too,
Pain is me, pain is you,
Pain is Us.
©GauriCS
Stunning insight into pain, as someone who has chronic pain on a daily basis, this resonates with me. ❤👩🦰❤
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Dear Ms. Crossley, I’m both glad and sad that this resonates with you. I hope poetry has been an amelioration for your pain as it was for me. Thank you for taking time to read and share your thoughts. Much love.
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Thank you Gauri, pls call me Carolyn. Poetry is my way of expressing what I think and feel and has got me through the light and dark times in life. Much love to you too.❤
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Thank you for sharing 🙂
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Many people loved your work dear Gauri and you are welcome.
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